Chapter 227

Susan's fingers trembled slightly as she stared at the shrimp Alexander Grant had placed in her bowl.

Andrew Lucas' chopsticks suddenly intervened, precisely snatching the shrimp away. He chewed slowly, his Adam's apple bobbing. "Not bad."

With practiced elegance, he picked up another shrimp, his slender fingers deftly peeling the shell. The motion was achingly familiar—four years ago, during every date, Susan would wait eagerly for him to peel shrimp for her.

Back then, she loved to pout and gaze at him with those dewy eyes. The young master of the Lucas family had never served anyone before. But under her pleading gaze, all his principles flew out the window.

Gradually, he found joy in the act. Each time he fed her shrimp, he was rewarded with a sweet kiss. The memory of her soft lips made his throat tighten.

"Susan." He placed a shrimp dipped in spicy sauce onto her plate.

She stared blankly at it. Once a lover of all things spicy, she now recoiled at the mere scent. Coldly, she pushed the plate away. "Mr. Lucas, I don't eat spicy food anymore."

Andrew's brow furrowed. In the blink of an eye, Alexander had already peeled three shrimp and placed them in her bowl. Before Susan could react, she had swallowed them.

Andrew's face darkened instantly.

Alexander's phone suddenly rang. After the call, he buttoned his suit jacket. "I'll pick you up tomorrow for dinner at Grandfather's."

"Okay," Susan replied instinctively.

Andrew's molars ground audibly. He glared at the closed door, as if the air had suddenly cleared.

"Susan, why won't you eat spicy food anymore?" He peeled another shrimp. "Still angry with me?"

"People change." She lowered her gaze. "Just like how I once loved you, but don't anymore."

The words stabbed like a knife into his heart. But then it hit him—she had admitted to loving him once! A fire ignited in Andrew's eyes. She had given birth to Daniel for him—how could that love simply vanish?

He leaned in to kiss her, but his phone erupted with a shrill ring.

"Boss, should we blacklist that novelist?" Leo Miller's voice wavered.

"Transfer a million." Andrew's lips curled. "And change the male lead to me."

A sharp intake of breath came from the other end of the line.

Susan slammed her chopsticks down. "I refuse!"

"The leading man in your life—" Andrew yanked her into his arms, "—can only be me."

As his scorching lips descended, Daniel quickly covered his eyes. "Keep going, Mom and Dad! I can't see anything!"

Susan's ears burned red. Just as she was about to explode, her phone vibrated.

A message about Bella Quinn's accident flashed on the screen.